On the way into the yard, the Seventh Prince was still marveling at the magic of the world and asked casually: "I don't know where Ren Sicheng's ancestral home is? Maybe it's also Daxia, or maybe the royal bloodline is left outside. Otherwise, it would be hard for me to imagine if there is any bloodline connection in this world that would be so similar to me."

After hearing this, Ren Baqian thought, if he hadn't come from Earth, he might have believed it.

But he said, "This is not up to the top. My ancestors are civilians in the market, and there is not even an official."

The seventh prince turned his head and looked at Ren Baqian, then turned his head, as if nothing had happened.

Xiu Wu beside her frowned. Just now, the seventh prince grabbed his hand very hard, which made her feel a little painful. But soon he held the seventh prince's hand intimately and conveyed the temperature of the palm of his hand to him.

Seeing that Xiuwu filling in the paper at the desk, Ren Baqian remembered what the empress had told and said, "It will be a yearly hunting in a few days. I wonder if the seventh prince is interested?"

"I do want to see the younger generation of Da Yao." The Seventh Prince smiled. "But before that, I will ask Si Cheng to report to you that I want to meet the emperor of your country."

Ren Baqian nodded: "I will report to Your Majesty. If Your Majesty doesn't see you, I won't know. In addition, someone will also inform Your Majesty of the time and place of the hunting matter."

The seventh prince nodded: "When will Ren Sicheng have time? I want to drink with Sicheng, and I hope I won't refuse."

Ren Baqian smiled and said, "I have been a little busy recently, and I can't get rid of myself. If I have the chance in the future, I will definitely visit you."

When the Seventh Prince saw that he refused, he didn't say anything more. After Xiuwu finished filling in, he took people away.

Ren Baqian didn't go to see him off. He waited for the seventh prince to leave before he sat on the chair and gasped.

Just now, the murderous intent in his heart was simply too late to suppress, and he even had the urge to let Xiong Jue kill him. However, he didn't dare. He didn't know whether the other party would die, but he knew that he must be dead.

Moreover, if the prince of Daxia comes here, if there are not many masters around him, he will not believe it even if he is beaten to death.

At this time, Xiong Fu looked confused: "Si Cheng, he looks like you, if he is outside, I will definitely not recognize you."

Ren Baqian ignored him, let alone him, he couldn't recognize him.

After waiting for the seventh prince to leave, the boiling murderous intent in his heart finally calmed down.

He himself felt strange. Why did the Seventh Prince react like this? He had never even killed a chicken before coming to this world. Although Xiong Ju killed several people these days, he was also for the purpose of shock, and he felt uncomfortable.

This is the first time I have such murderous intent to a stranger.

After posting behind the table for a while, Ren Baqian suddenly thought of a movie he had watched before. There were countless selves in countless parallel worlds, and each of them had different opportunities.

He always feels that he is a different self in a different world than this Seventh Prince.

By some coincidence, I came to this world and met myself in this world.

Although this idea is not reliable, he thinks it is not impossible.

Otherwise, I would not be able to explain the murderous intent in my heart just now.

In that movie, killing every self will make yourself stronger.

According to Ren Baqian's understanding, the same origin is divided into countless parts. After killing himself in other worlds, he will obtain the other party's origin and then make himself stronger.

Of course, this is just a delusion in the movie world.
Chapter completed!